This one is just a short meditation on the Lord’s Supper. This sacrament (or ordinance) is a simple act that packs a lot of meaning. In it we are invited to partake in the body and blood of our savior, as a reminder of who he is and what he has done for us. One of the names for this ceremony is “the eucharist,” which comes from a Greek word meaning “thanksgiving.”

One of my favorite bits of Christian legend that has no basis in Scriptures is the Harrowing of Hell. Supposedly between Christ’s death and resurrection, he descended into Hell to confront Satan and the armies of darkness and set free all the Old Testament saints who had been waiting for salvation. I’ve read some dark age poetry in my time, so I thought I would try to channel a little bit of that into my own retelling of the Harrowing of Hell. Hope you enjoy.

PS– Ten points to the person who notices my mistake in the video, left over from an earlier draft. Twenty points to anyone who can explain it away for me.

Wisdom and peace of mind can be closely linked. In a time of my life filled with fear and indecision, I went to Ecclesiastes seeking wisdom. What I found was perspective, a source of freedom and encouragement. I wrote these two poems exploring some of the themes I found there.

While on the cross, Christ cried out “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” in Aramaic. That particular saying of Christ has always captured my attention. I believe it is a reference to Psalm 22. That Psalm inspired this spoken word piece.